To her, I knew, I had already taken on the quality of a dream. I was merging into the saga, and she, fascinated, bewildered, was watching me fade...

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“I often think that perhaps there is only a limited amount of memory going about…”

“I never knew what an extraordinary thing it could be to write a book. In the fi…”

“A woman at one of mother's parties once said to me, "Do you like reading?" whic…”